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7 Years

Sully Erna

Avalon

2010

created
It's time to fall away
It's time to separate and fly

Seven years gone by
For seven years I've tried to make it
But how long can I take it

not with you
Im looking for opps with my tool
Or im with the gang, yeah, my crew
Something about your smile is gonna get me through my blues
Me and you

I'm looking at you
So shordy
Rock with me rock with me for a little bit
Talk to me talk to me for a little bit
Walk with me walk with me into my crib
We

twenties and he got a patek, I'm born to really hold the game by its neck, in 5th grade frees-tying with my boy SHcQUON, he became one of the best, we came

in your corner when you need them by your side

Satan you a liar,  get your hands off these people
Call upon the Lord, Jesus we need you Pray for God's

tell my mama keep the rest
Money saved away for the day I lay to rest
Freemasons want me dead tuck a bullet in my chest
Before they take me under
Under

Better put five bullets in my dome, punk bitch, I bail, all is well
Unzip that package, it's that Cali, we can tell by the smell
Got black ski masks, rob

coochie
On Valentines Day
I Know you wanna get flewed' out
In the Airbnb Bikini by the pool house
Chasing clout on the gram
Posting up once again
I might be

as I could
I been down for days, you in my city and I can't see your face
I can't eat knowin' you with him and not at my place
I never been jealous

the booth
Just close your eyes for me and count
Oh, I'm just really bad at all the Mindfulness stuff, my brain's too busy
Yeah, but what do you have to lose

Made Niggaz

Mack 10

The Recipe

1998

ain't right! 

Bitch I'll do you somethin, I ain't wrapped tight! 

I roll with bullets like (?) and killas like Versey 

Managed by TC and paid by

the drive-by
Tears from his mother, watchin’ her son die
Set trippin, somebody slippin’
Bullets zippin’
Dave gone for good, now his moms is flippin’
No need for

I'm just getting started
You won't ever see my playing
Got to work I was a junior
Ever since I'm on Novation

I was waiting for my launch
When I was

God for another one day
Niggas switching like why didn't you stay
Triple all of my pockets I'm paid
Niggas sneaky I keep me a blade
They be hating no

get smaller by the day 'cause
They can't get up out my lane
Don't have no heart, that
Shit in the ground
You can't dig it with a shovel
Spin his block,

standards are like so high
Can't be met by no guy
Unless you wanna come by
Cause I'm salty whose kidding
I, I, I miss you
But I guess

My Red Velvets not for

Midwest Swing

Nelly

Free City

2001

at will
Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide
I'll be on my third Bentley by the time I'm at 9
I hear 'em crying, "You gon' sell out?" Ya damn right!
I

as a cursed day
Not for me, my arrival will become your worst day
So live every moment ya' got left, the birds say
Do ya' thang, do your own thang
Do ya' thang,

You know, I just turned forty seven last week, I mean, think about my life a lot and what I've accomplished. And I think what I'm most proud of is

Mind Playing Tricks on Me

Geto Boys

Rap: Beat from the Street

1991

Investigating the joint for traps
Checking my telephone for taps
I'm staring at the woman on the corner
It's fucked up when your mind's playing tricks on ya

Mind Playing Tricks on Me

Geto Boys

Uncut Dope: Geto Boys' Best

1992

Investigating the joint for traps
Checking my telephone for taps
I'm staring at the woman on the corner
It's fucked up when your mind's playing tricks on ya

off my ass seven days a week sober not a single one
Fuck what I had You be dead if you had my problems to overcome
Putting out hits for real I drop

you ain't never step for dude , but you stay the acting tough boy
If I was you, I'd feel ashamed cause I ain't slide yet

I wrote a song about my OP,

And surrounded by these niggas Yea
And your Co-D's gone turn to witness
Charge it to the game it's bout survival of the fittest
Finally got my weight up I been